Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 498 Party Leader
When Angers took Elizabeth Laurent's arm and came to the meeting place of the school board, the place was filled with the smell of barbecue.

The long table was removed, and a row of barbecue grills was placed in the middle of the tent. The school managers happily held cold beer, enjoying the rare barbecue and beer in the desert without image.

Ender and Beowulf were drinking together, while Frost next to him was sipping barbecue, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

Who would have thought that just half an hour ago, the school managers here were still howling under the power of Ander, but now, the wounds on their necks have disappeared, and they happily started to eat barbecue, enjoying the wine and food .

But all of this didn't happen by chance, even though this group of people looked plain on the face, they were definitely bleeding in their hearts at the moment.

There was no other reason. Ander was too greedy, and the conditions he proposed were almost unacceptable to the school directors.

Angers walked over curiously, and Elizabeth obediently walked away, leaving the three old people chatting with each other.

"What did you do?" Anger asked, looking into Ender's eyes.

Ender handed him a can of beer and said casually: "It's nothing, just let everyone calm down and chat."

Beowulf next to him took a sip of wine boldly, and shook his finger at Angers: "He has done a great job, Angers, you are blessed."

Angers didn't understand, so it wasn't like this when he discussed with Ender. As the de facto leader of the secret party for many years, Angers has always been patient with the school board.

This is the organization that his teacher built up bit by bit, even though it is completely unrecognizable, it is still a little reminiscence left by the past.

It was also because of this that even though the school board always held him back, he never did anything to the school board's family.

What Ender said was right, his heart is indeed very soft, especially when facing this group of nominal teammates.

But now, Angers was keenly aware of the strange atmosphere at the scene. Several school managers were eating barbecue, and they disappeared after a while. Someone was talking outside the tent, as if they were on the phone.

They must have discussed something, Angers thought, hoping that Ender would not go too far.

When Ender got up to get the barbecue, Anger asked Beowulf next to him, "Ender, didn't he do anything radical?"

Beowulf was already a little drunk, hiccupped, waved his hand and said carelessly: "It's okay, just a little vent, you are, mother-in-law."

Angers felt a little relieved, but subconsciously ignored the character of Beowulf in front of him. This old man is the executioner of the secret party. He has seen all kinds of cruel tortures. The little bit in his mouth is not Angers. The kind of meaning that heat understands.

Ender came back with the barbecue. Eating skewers in the desert has a special flavor. It was almost dusk at this time, and the temperature in the desert was dropping rapidly.

The wind blew sand and dust towards the tent, but the gravel fell strangely on the ground outside the tent, leaving only the clean breeze to blow away the unbearable heat of everyone.

The charcoal turned gray in the flames, and the little sparks finally dissipated in the air. After drinking and eating, the long table was moved back. The school board meeting was finally going to be held in this desert.

Angers sat on the seat absent-mindedly, brushing the bronze bell in front of him with his hand. He had a bad feeling that Ender seemed to have buried some strange hole for himself.

Seeing that the school managers were all seated, he reached for the bell in front of him, ready to start his speech, but saw a hand stretched out from the side.

Ander snatched Angers' bell and rang it lightly. The school directors shook their bodies, like school students, and all looked at Angers who was sitting on guard.

"I propose to appoint Hilbert Jean Angers as the lifelong leader of the Secret Party, to take charge of everything in the Secret Party." Ender proposed this proposal under Angers' shocked eyes with a wicked smile.

"What you do is different from what we discussed." Anger said in a low voice, he never thought of being the leader of a secret party.

As an organization, the Secret Party has been a parliamentary system for a long time. The Elders Council, which is composed of many people, is the highest body of the Secret Party. Perhaps the elders will hold different jobs, but according to the system, they are equal.

It is also because of this that the families in the school board now have their own forces. These people and the executive department have no influence on each other, and no one can command anyone. They can only rely on the meeting to unify the resources in their hands.

The so-called party leader is different. Looking at the eyes of the people around him, the power of this party leader may exceed his imagination.

Angers didn't want to be this kind of dictator, he just wanted to force the major families to surrender temporarily to ensure that the secret party could survive the difficult period because of the awakening of the Dragon King.

"Don't be nervous, when you become the leader of the party, first disband the school board, and then take back the treasures in the hands of these guys," Ender comforted: "Now is the most dangerous time, and we need to concentrate all our strength to deal with it." event."

"Then I was sent to the guillotine, right?" Anger glared at Ander, and the two whispered to each other. The surrounding school managers didn't care, they just rang the bell numbly, and then said: "I agree. "

Beowulf and Laurent, who originally supported Angers, even showed a smile on their faces. They couldn't wait to ring the bell and cast a vote of support.

Ander took a stack of paper with densely packed small characters on it, and handed it to Angers: "Here, this is all the power of the leader of the secret party, including the right to call the funds of the major families, secret treasures and special forces, etc. "

Ange patted Ender's hand away, and an afterimage was drawn on his arm. The bronze bell in Ender's hand returned to Anger's hand. Ange rang the bell, and the ashen school directors on the opposite side said: "Ahem, I Old man, I'm afraid he doesn't have the energy to be the party leader for too long."

The school directors' eyes lit up when they heard Angers' words, and Angers continued: "How about giving this position multiple years, such as five years, I think it is very appropriate."

In the grateful eyes of the school directors, Angers' lifelong party leader has become a five-year party leader, and Ender laughed softly: "You guys are quite democratic."

"After all, I'm still an Englishman," Anger said with a sigh, "I still want to keep the Secret Party as it was."

"I have to remind you that Britain is a country with a constitutional monarchy, and the theoretical head of state is the king." Ender said lazily, "Now I'm a villain, but you can plan."

Although it wasn't for life, five years was within Ender's expectations, and after completely unifying the secret party, Ender was finally able to do some bold things.

Facing the eyes of everyone in the school board, Ander stretched out his hand and put forward his next proposal:
"Everyone, let's share the alchemy technology we have."

(End of this chapter)